My obsession with role-playing seems to have distorted the world's aesthetic.

Ivy, who had just taken two photos of Xia Qing standing proudly in the fire using the nanomonitor left behind in the mirror world, was now somewhat bewildered.

Is the man in front of me really the same imposing figure who was in the flames just now?

Why did you suddenly jump up? This world isn't a musical. Why do you have to dance after a fight?

Ivy was full of questions, as was his teammate Carney. Carney couldn't understand why these people suddenly started dancing after the fight.

A few minutes later, the music ended, and the outside temperature dropped slightly to a level that humans could barely tolerate.

Xia Qing's expression was somewhat complicated after the dance ended. The dance moves were too vigorous and had led to an embarrassing situation: her clothes and pants had been torn.

"You guys talk to Polunarev first, I'll go check on the missile."

Xia Qing said something and, taking advantage of the fact that the flames had obscured the view of her ripped pants, deleted the time and slipped away.

Chapter Fourteen: The system is still working hard on the virtual avatars today.

After forcibly kicking down the door of a shop and smashing the security camera, Xia Qing was looking for a pair of pants that fit her. However, when she saw the various clothes in the shop, Xia Qing realized something.

So it turns out that in the JOJO world, it's not that passion is at the forefront of fashion, but rather that all the high-end clothes sold outside are of this type.

No wonder she always wondered why she had never seen anyone wearing a suit like herself. Looking at all the clothes that used the chest as a means of heat dissipation, Xia Qing casually picked up a pair of pure black pants.

After changing her clothes, Xia Qing took out a stack of banknotes from her character space and placed them on the ground as payment for the clothes, the door, and the security camera.

"System, what's your opinion on this matter?"

Thinking of the missile that had suddenly appeared earlier, Xia Qing casually remarked.

Xia Qing didn't intend to bother with those Reincarnators who quietly went about their business unless it involved his own goals, as hunting Reincarnators wouldn't benefit him.

However, Xia Qing had no need to hold back against those two reincarnators who dared to directly bombard civilian areas with missiles.

"Do you need me to give you photos of those two reincarnators?"

The system asked Xia Qing if she needed help, noting that different systems have different relationships with their hosts.

The repeater system bound to Xia Qing is not the kind of low-end system specifically designed to harvest resources; the two are more like a symbiotic relationship.

If Xia Qing completes her wish, the system will also reward her. She is currently working hard to get a new AI avatar for herself.

"Hmm... If we have photos, we can use our extensive intelligence network to track them down. Thanks."

After saying thank you, a video frame appeared in front of Xia Qing, showing two figures looking at the control platform with impatient eyes.

These two figures are the reincarnators; at this point in time, there is nothing the system cannot hack into in terms of electronic intrusion.

At this moment, a reincarnator with a scar on his face frowned and said in the video: "No, the missile launch access has been locked. A key is needed to unlock it."

"Dungon, so can you get your hands on this key?"

Looking at Dungon, whose face bore a scar, a refined-looking man with glasses asked a question.

"Vidi, don't doubt my skills. The other side is just having trouble locking things up physically. Give me a little more time and I can modify their basic settings."

Dungon spoke confidently to Vidi, who appeared to be a support player.

Dungon and Vidi are allies. On the surface, Dungon, with his scarred face, is the main combatant, while the slender Vidi is mainly a support.

In reality, the Vidi is the true combat unit, while the Dungon is just a humanoid accessory with little combat ability, responsible for support.

Looking at the two figures on the screen, Xia Qing flexed her fingers, preparing to have the enthusiastic person go and find out their background first.

He had no idea whether these methods from reincarnators outside the world could kill him.

Xia Qing picked up the phone and called Neros. Neros was the enthusiastic person in charge of the area where the assassination team was located, and among all the cadres, Xia Qing was the one who knew Neros the most.

At that moment, in a nearby office, Neros was troubled, pondering what to do next. Recently, a number of major events had occurred within the organization.

The Boss abandons the drug business, his confidant Diablo ventures into the fashion design world, his Neapolitan subordinate Polpo dies, and the assassination squad inexplicably arrives in the area he is responsible for.

This is outrageous. Not long ago, all members of a military base secretly controlled by the passionate party lost contact.

Even more outrageous is that after losing contact, the military base actually launched a missile directly into a relatively remote residential area.

If the residents in the residential area hadn't been evacuated in advance, the casualties would have been much greater.

If I hadn't had someone physically sever the military base's control over the missiles, who knows what other trouble might have arisen.

"Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo~"

Just as Neros was having a headache, the phone rang suddenly.

Although this smaller mobile phone had been produced, its high price in Italy at the time meant that not many people owned one.

As a member of the enthusiastic cadres, Neros naturally had his own phone. Upon hearing the familiar ringtone, Neros quickly answered the call.

This ringtone belongs to Diablo, a close confidant of the Boss.

"Does the boss have any orders?"

Neros hurriedly asked, and the response he received was Xia Qing's somewhat "weak" voice:

"Someone is chasing me, most likely a Stand user. They seem to want to get information about the Boss from me. They've taken over the organization's base."

Upon hearing this voice, Neros's expression instantly turned serious; this was no small matter.

Every leader in the organization understands one thing: no matter what they do, they must not investigate the Boss's true identity.

There are very few natural Stand users in Italy, and they are mostly under the organization's observation. Italy itself has not received much information from Stand users or the organization.

Is it very likely that this time it's a traitor from within the organization...?

Xia Qing's weakness was obviously feigned. After a moment of silence, Xia Qing continued:

"Someone in the guard team has taken a picture of the enemy's face using a stand-in. I'll send you the picture in a bit. My signal has most likely been tracked, so I can't call the Boss right now."

The enemy is hiding in the area under your jurisdiction. Do not take any rash actions against that base unless absolutely necessary. If the enemy escapes from that base, try to capture them.

If necessary, you can kill them directly. I'll send the photos to your email in a bit. Remember to warn the enthusiastic members to be careful; the enemies this time are very strong.

After quickly finishing her sentence, Xia Qing hung up the phone and headed towards her residence in this world.

While still engrossed in the message, Neros took a deep breath and sent a message directly to the enthusiastic members currently under his jurisdiction.

……

"Bucciarati, where exactly is this Mr. Diavolo?"

Due to the appearance of the missile, the assassination team, along with Polnareff and the two reincarnators, escaped. Bucciarati was unaware that their battle was already over when he arrived.

Bucciarati was previously located between the territory controlled by Neros and the territory controlled by Polpo, which is why Bucciarati and his group arrived so quickly.

"Miss Prophet, how is Mr. Diablo doing now?"

Upon hearing Nalanjia's question, Bucciarati turned his gaze to Su Qing, who felt a little awkward at the hope in his eyes.

Chapter Fifteen: Mista, the tanky assassin; Narancia, the child prodigy; and Fugo, the gentle teacher…

How could I know Diavolo's current situation? According to Diavolo, this world is very likely a parallel world to JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Golden Wind, rather than the story world itself.

Su Qing was certain that the battles in the story world were thrilling Stand battles, not the silly dance fights she was seeing now.

Ahem, I'm a beautiful girl, I can't use foul language.

After checking the Reincarnation Panel and seeing that the quest to defeat the Passionate Boss was still incomplete, Su Qing, in the restaurant, said in a charlatan-like tone, "Diavolo is not in any immediate danger."

Just as Su Qing finished speaking, Bucciarati's phone rang with a notification sound. When Bucciarati opened his phone and saw a message, his expression changed.

"These two people want to investigate the Boss. When you encounter a target, all members should call for backup first and not just rush in."

These two guys previously severely injured the Boss's confidant in an attempt to obtain information about the Boss. If any member encounters these two guys and is caught, be sure to fabricate some false information.

Upon seeing this message, Bucciarati felt somewhat worried about Xia Qing's situation. He considered himself an instant friend of Xia Qing, a kindred spirit.

"what happened?"

Noticing the change in Bucciarati's expression, Narancia couldn't hold back and asked first.

"Mr. Diablo is seriously injured, and someone wants to investigate the Boss."

Bucciarati's expression was rather unpleasant. A man would die for one who understands him. Those two bastards had their friend severely injured and were still trying to investigate their good boss who planned to ban drugs.

"Ha, overestimating yourself."

Bucciarati sneered and gritted his teeth, knowing all too well what gang members were like.

If the Boss is really ousted, the next Boss is very likely not to give up such huge profits from drugs.

"Those guys actually dared to investigate the Boss. Even if the Boss, who is essentially a good person, doesn't pursue this, we can't just ignore it!"

After listening to Bucciarati's words, professional tea maker Abbacchio slammed his hand on the table.

As one of the early members to join the team, Abbacchio knew Bucciarati quite well and naturally knew what Bucciarati was thinking.

Boss Abbacchio genuinely believes he's a good person, though Abbacchio, a former police officer, still harbors some prejudice against drugs.

Bucciarati's team consists of five people besides himself: Mista, the tanky assassin; Narancia, the child prodigy; Fugo, the gentle teacher; Abbacchio, the producer of Abbacchio tea; and Giorno, the protagonist of Golden Wind, who dreams of becoming a Yangko star.

Upon hearing Abbaki's righteous and stern words, Su Qing's expression became somewhat subtle.

Although I know that this world might be a parallel universe, and the Boss of Passion isn't Diablo, I still can't shake off my preconceived bias.

Here's a joke: Diablo is a pure, kind, and loyal good person.

Hmm... Diablo's other personality, Tobias, seems quite innocent.

As a fujoshi (female fan of male-male romance), Su Qing said that she actually really likes Diavolo's self-dominant/self-submissive pairing. Isn't it great to ship the domineering and charming emperor Diavolo and the pure and innocent confidant Tobio?

However, a tremor in her arm caught Su Qing's attention. Looking at the ring on her hand, Su Qing slid her right hand across the surface of the prismatic crystal embedded in the ring, and a string of information slowly slid across it.

"I've located Diablo through signal tracking. I'll go see if I can take care of Diablo directly."

After the information was transferred, the sender's name appeared, and it was Vidi, who had previously seized the Passion Base.

"Ah, this..."

Looking at the subtitles on the bracelet, Su Qing was speechless. Those two lunatics really had something wrong with their brains. This time, the enemy was not Diablo at all, but an enemy that seemed to have never appeared in the original work.

What good is it for you to go and kill Diablo?

Su Qing, who really wanted to complain, completely disregarded the standards of manners and etiquette she had set for herself and blurted out:

"You're way behind the times, bro. The final boss of this world isn't Diablo. Please, stop making things worse."